The golden dao patterns on his body seemed to become an immortal golden body, blessing him with its power.
Incredibly powerful, absolutely amazing.
Lotus dao patterns bloomed over his eyes, while the flesh and blood furnace inside him flared with crimson light, drawing in the essence drifting between heaven and earth.
"Yin-Yang Flood Dragon Treasure Art!"
Five vast Cave Heavens, each as immense as a blazing sun, blossomed behind him. Rich essence flowed within those hellish abysses.
Two savage beast heads, larger than mountains, slowly emerged from the Cave Heavens, spreading bloodthirsty brutality across the entire arena.
The Martial King Manor disciples watching from the edge of the training ground turned deathly pale at the sight of the terrifying beasts blotting out the sky. They hurriedly retreated.
"Is this really a battle between Cave Heaven Realm cultivators? I'd believe you if you told me these were Spirit Transformation elders fighting!"
"What terrifying dao arts and divine abilities! Who would've thought this fellow could already match Lord Shi Yi's might!"
"Are no elders coming to stop them? If this keeps up, won't they tear the Martial King Manor apart?!"
The Yin-Yang Flood Dragons surged out of the Cave Heavens, freely stretching their bodies.
Seeing the destructive black light hurtling toward them, the Yin-Yang Flood Dragons immediately coiled together, enclosing Li Dao within.
The Yin-Yang Flood Dragons swam freely around Li Dao. Amid the flowing black and white, the outline of a black-and-white taiji dao diagram faintly emerged.
Bang-
The destructive black light struck the Yin-Yang Flood Dragons surrounding Li Dao with unparalleled force, immediately unleashing a series of terrifying crashes.
Rumble-
Muffled thunder resounded in every direction. As the Yin-Yang Flood Dragons shifted their bodies, they firmly blocked the destructive black light.
Li Dao hovered in midair, the five great suns behind him gulping down the essence of heaven and earth like whales.
The blood-colored dao patterns on the flesh and blood furnace within him writhed ceaselessly, rapidly refining the absorbed essence into purer energy and delivering it throughout his body.
Rumble-
The terrifying aftershocks of their battle poured into the Black-Gold Dao Platform beneath them, causing half the enormous Training Grounds to collapse outright.
Roar-
Resounding roars burst from the Yin-Yang Flood Dragons. The dust gradually dispersed, revealing their bodies streaming with golden blood.
Though battered, they had blocked the terrifying power of the double pupils.
Whoosh, whoosh-
The Yin-Yang Flood Dragons wasted no time. After blocking Shi Yi's attack, they charged at him with furious roars.
Shi Yi's gaze was indifferent. Behind him, the double pupils resembling the Eye of the Heavens glittered with runes like countless stars.
Before the Yin-Yang Flood Dragons could reach him, runes emerged from the void and bound them tightly.
Ignoring the Yin-Yang Flood Dragons' struggles, Shi Yi extended his hands toward them where they hung trapped in midair, slowly pressing his palms together.
At once, the golden rune cage imprisoning the Yin-Yang Flood Dragons began to contract.
The Yin-Yang Flood Dragons roared and struggled within. Their bodies slowly contorted, and the sounds of cracking bones rang through the void.
Seeing this, Li Dao stirred the divine power within him ceaselessly. Golden wings spread behind him as he took his place in midair, his gaze as cold and detached as the Heavenly Blade.
"Law Suppression! All Laws Are Void!"
He extended his right hand as though to tear through the sky obscured by the double pupils, then swept it down hard.
Hum, hum, hum-
In the void behind him, essence surged and dao aura spread, intertwining. The Hexagonal Prism Stele from before rapidly took shape in midair.
Hiss, hiss, hiss-
The Law-Suppressing Stele descended with crushing force. The characters for "suppression" and "law" blazed upon it, their light piercing straight through the cloud-shrouded heavens.
Hum-
It settled in the void above his head. The ripples washing out from it shattered the golden dao patterns trapping the Yin-Yang Flood Dragons.
The double pupils behind Shi Yi grew somewhat illusory, but he paid that no heed. Double pupils divine patterns surged rapidly within his eyes.
He was swiftly analyzing the Law-Suppressing Stele behind Li Dao.
But how could Li Dao give him that opportunity? The instant the Yin-Yang Flood Dragons broke free, they lunged straight at Shi Yi.
Their massive, mountainlike bodies surrounded Shi Yi outright.
Roar-
With a terrifying dragon cry, they opened their savage, fang-filled jaws and bit down at Shi Yi.
Hearing the air split above his head, Shi Yi rapidly stirred his divine power. Runes gleaming with immortal divine light rose around his body.
"Bian Treasure Art!"
The next instant, a tigerlike ferocious beast covered in golden fur appeared above Shi Yi, shielding him. Its body was as immense as a mountain, its eyes wide open.
-Bang!
The Yin-Yang Flood Dragons collided with Bian, instantly sending waves of air surging outward and shattering the dark clouds blanketing the sky.
Neither the Yin-Yang Flood Dragons nor Bian could gain the upper hand. They began tearing into one another in midair.
The surging aftershocks shattered the other half of the Training Grounds outright and continued spreading outward.
Even some of the old fellows deep within the Martial King Manor sensed the commotion.
As for the Martial King Manor disciples coming to join the excitement, their numbers only grew.
They watched the two combatants clash in the sky, their eyes filled with admiration.
"And this is with both of them holding back. Who knows how terrifying it'd be if they fought without restraint!"
"Exactly. So this is a prodigy of the Heaven Mending Pavilion? Truly terrifying!"
"But I still think Lord Shi Yi has the edge. You can tell at a glance that he's at a disadvantage because he's had fewer years to cultivate!"
"That's right. Give him a few more years of cultivation, and he'll definitely crush this fellow!"
Most of the Martial King Manor disciples still favored Shi Yi. The reason was simple: in their eyes, Shi Yi was younger yet possessed a higher cultivation level. The gap between their talents was plain to see!
Shi Yi merely lacked battle experience.
Had Li Dao heard their thoughts, he would only have marveled at how formidable this transformation art was.
But he had no time to pay attention to such idle chatter. After another collision, the Yin-Yang Flood Dragons and Bian separated.
The Yin-Yang Flood Dragons coiled behind him, roaring furiously. Li Dao stood atop a dragon's head, his robes snapping in the wind.
Looking at Shi Yi opposite him, he considered whether to unleash his physical strength against his opponent.
Meanwhile, Shi Yi hovered in midair, his earlier composure already gone. His eyes were full of gravity as he looked at Li Dao atop the dragon's head.
Of all the opponents he had faced, this was the most troublesome. Moreover, his opponent's greatest strength was clearly his physique, yet he had still not put it to
use.
Although he had not used the profound mysteries of his double pupils either, he still felt tremendous pressure.
As he looked at the Law-Suppressing Stele behind Li Dao, there was not a trace of contempt in his eyes.
A formidable foe!
As though sensing Shi Yi's mood, Bian behind him also let out uneasy roars.
Just as the two stood at opposite ends and the atmosphere grew increasingly oppressive and suffocating, a voice rang out like the sonorous toll of Yellow Bell and Great Lü.
"Enough of this nonsense!"
Immediately afterward, three streaks of light shot toward the Training Grounds.
They were an old man in blue robes with a three-foot sword on his back, an old woman whose silver hair was meticulously combed, and a middle-aged man with his hands clasped behind his back and eyes filled with brutality.
Drawn over by the commotion, the three elders of the Martial King Manor could not help feeling shocked at the sight of the devastating battle.
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